On some mornings the moisture in the air acts like a lens and Palos Verdes, instead of sitting at the far edge of the Santa Monica Bay, looks like it's right next door.
The sunrise nine years ago.
Throwback Thursday: Thanksgiving morning in Paradise Cove, Nov. 27, 2008
A patient bird, the egret. He waited for several minutes before making his (lightning-fast) move and catching a late afternoon snack.
In this edition of Puppy Wednesday! It's Not Really A Thing!, we join the baby Labrador in mid-nap.
And because the not-inconsiderable Walter fan base has been vocal about his recent absence from the blog, here he is, taking a break from teaching Daisy how to get the most (sniff sniff sniff everything everywhere all the time) out of a wilderness hike.
Ever since the really tall dead tree vanished from the edge of Bluffs Park (fell down, was blown down, perhaps it was cut down?) raptor sightings have dropped off significantly. So it was heartening to see the hawk this morning, watching its partner fly over the Pepperdine lawn, fighting off a crowd of crows as it tried to catch some breakfast.
The fact that one two of the self-described slow-growth, no-development environmentalists elected to the Malibu City Council last year just tipped the vote in favor of an EIR to turn the last wild vestige of Bluffs Park into soccer fields makes every wildlife sighting all the more poignant. (Jefferson Wagner was the sole 'no' vote.)
The Solstice Canyon lot fills up so fast in the summer, but this time of year we're often the first and only ones here, at least for a few hours. It's kind of amazing.
Here's the view from a favorite trail, the morning clouds persistent, and a slight chill in the air.
I think it had been raining for a few days and this was the end of the storm, clouds lifting, everything still misted and bright.
Throwback Thursday: Paradise Cove on Nov. 2, 2008.
This shot is from last weekend, shaky and blurry because it's hand-held, but if you get even a hint of the dark and the night and the moon and the light, then who cares.
To the east, where the clouds covered the ocean, silver:
To the west, with no clouds and full sun, the bluest blue.
1. Teach civics in the schools
2. Abolish the electoral college
3. Outlaw gerrymandering
4. Get rid of Daylight Saving Time
Take any of the ascending trails in Solstice Canyon and eventually, you're at eye level with the sycamore canopy, which means wild parrots starting their day.
Made possible by the return of Miss Daisy, who graduated from finishing school with honors. (And a graceful curtsey.)
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